#drow dark urge

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Self-indulgent promotional art I made for my long-fic, Anamnesis Red - found on AO3

Reblogs appreciated <3

(Individual, upright images below the cut!)

Not sure if I'm 100% happy with it yet, but my first try drawing my Durge from BG3, Rolen Dek'Ur. He's a "Drow" Draconic Sorcerer / Oathbreaker Paladin. His Oath to Bhaal being what broke but everyone else in camp is all oh no can we trust an Oathbreaker?? Meanwhile said Oath broke cuz he *didn't* kill a innocent child. Rolen just, I can't tell them that though because that makes it worse doesn't it? I'm pretty sure that is worse.

Upcoming chapter for The Evil That Men Do

Read on AO3! Drow Dark Urge/Astarion enemies to lovers

Thank you @drow-drow-drow for the tag!

The barbarian rose to his feet, his breath coming out in deep huffs reminiscent of a bull, still fixated on Gale. He charged again with his club raised high. 

“Flagra!” Shadowheart cast another bolt of radiant light. It flew past the barbarian’s head, scorching but a few hairs.

Astarion watched the display in abject horror.  

“Gale, run!” Kieran shouted. The barbarian barreled into the drow and knocked him aside in his pursuit of wizard flesh. Kieran's rapier skittered from his hand and across the floor.

Gale staggered to his feet and clutched his staff as he ran towards the doorway the barbarian had come through.

“Not that way!” Kieran yelled from the floor.

Astarion cursed under his breath. They had no idea how many bandits waited on the other side, but Gale was panicking. The barbarian closed in on him. There was no way a wizard who had spent gods knew how long cloistered in a tower could outrun him.

"If my treat is to parade about unclaimed, she should at least be an enticing one."

Astarion tailored a new look for her in “The Age of Phalar” and I had to draw it out to make sure it actually looked good 🤣

Gnome and Dwarf clothing (stolen from Myconid village/ Derryth and Thulla & altered for mobility - yes the boots are hiding the fact that the pants are just capris on her)

Sash fashioned from leftover alteration material

Gale’s bracers (stolen while he slept)

The Deathstalker Mantle (her gift from darling daddy of course)

Chain earring (yes, also stolen, previously from Priestess Gut’s chambers)

Cheeky leather boots (I’m not sure stolen from where, he’s been shoving things into Karlach and Halsin’s bags just to see if they notice - same way I send rotten tomatos and rags to my bf’s inventory until he becomes mysteriously encumbered lmao)

Battle wounds from Duergar and Nere fight at Grymforge (can’t hardly see the bite mark on her neck from mind control held over a certain spawn)

Whip Calypso snatched from a slaver, infused with residual necrotic magic

Lightning crackling at her hand as she prepares to scramble slaver brains

Abdominal scars from a life Calypso can’t remember

*not the best general drawer, but I have background in costume design so I made this much like a mock up for a design concept lol pinterest body poses are my guiding light*

Fight begins midway through “Grym Debts Best Paid In Full”

If you’re new here, Calypso is my Dark Urge - she’s 6/6 Bard/Storm Sorcerer in game, but only recently (thanks to a RATHER naughty anger rump with Astarion) realized she’s capable of great arcane ability. In the face of the slavers, she has full intent of unleashing every particle of weave her blood lays claim to.

In the fic we’re nearing the end of Act 1.

Now I just need to actually write it....

Question for BG3 fic readers: Do you like reading full novelizations of the game with an OC character or do you prefer short fics that take place between the main events of the game?

I think a long fic that covers the whole game is what May needs but that was sort of the plan for Heartstrings...and I'm not sure I want to write something like that twice.